Soul Devouring Sword Master

Immediately, the whole place fell silent. The originally noisy place was so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on the handsome young man on the stone platform, and they were speechless for a long time.

Those old students who were about to leave suddenly paused in their steps, then suddenly turned around, staring at Lin Dan on the stone platform with wide eyes.

"This...he...he is the son of destiny? Lin Xiao?"

Under the stone platform, Jiang Mengyu was startled and looked at the handsome young man on the stone platform. After a while, she came back to her senses. Vaguely, she suddenly recalled that when she left not long ago, Shi Hao seemed to have called her. Could it be that ...

"The Son of Destiny is here, everyone is warmly welcomed!"

At this moment, a plump figure stood up and clapped vigorously.

This person is naturally Shi Hao.

"The son of luck, is he really Lin Xiao?"

Next to Shi Hao, the two girls stared at each other with big eyes, as if a little unbelievable. Originally, they just guessed from Shi Hao's words "Junior Brother Lin", but they didn't expect that it was true. It turned out The son of luck was sitting next to them.

"Hey, how are you? Are you surprised or surprised?"

Seeing the expressions on the faces of the two women, Shi Hao smiled proudly, but in the eyes of others, this smile looked more and more vulgar.

"This kid..."

After coming back to his senses, Jiang Mengyu's sexy lips curved into a charming arc, and he looked at Lin Xiao on the stage again, "I didn't expect that the son of luck would be such a handsome guy, which is quite interesting."

On the side, Qingshan was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Since he and Shi Hao know each other, maybe things will be easier to handle."

The Shura Alliance and Xingyue Meiren were also startled, and then smiled. They did not expect that the Son of Destiny would appear last, the so-called finale.

"He is Lin Xiao, the son of luck. I thought he hadn't come yet?"

"I didn't expect him to be so young. It is indeed as rumored. He is very young, only twenty years old. He can be called the youngest son of luck in the Eastern Wasteland."

"He's quite handsome too. He's my type. I don't know what type of girl he likes."

"Hey, it's so irritating to compare people to each other. They are young and became famous at a young age. At only twenty years old, they have accomplished things that many people can't do in their lifetimes. It's really incomparable."

"..."

Many freshmen were talking about it, some were surprised, some were amazed, some were admired, and so on.

The old students also looked at Lin Xiao curiously, looking at this son of luck, and whispered and discussed with each other from time to time.

On the stone platform, Lin Xiao coughed twice and sighed happily in his heart. He didn't expect that just saying his name would cause such a big reaction. It seemed that it would be impossible for him to keep a low profile in the Ten Thousand Blood Sect in the future. .

It is said that big trees attract the wind, and people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Lin Xiao understands this truth very well. It is like this no matter where it is. He has a premonition that there will be some trouble in the future.

However, he, Lin Xiao, had never been afraid of trouble and had never seen any big storms.

"Let us applaud and welcome the son of destiny! Let him feel the enthusiasm of our Ten Thousand Blood Sect."

At this time, Shi Hao shouted again and clapped hard, "No," the sound made by those fat palms was quite loud.

Snapped! Snapped...

Suddenly, there was a burst of thunderous applause from the audience. Some people, especially some girls, even shouted Lin Xiao's name with an expression of admiration on their faces, which made many male disciples cast jealous glances at Lin Xiao. .

In this regard, Lin Xiao looked calm and calm on the surface, but in fact he was very beautiful in his heart. He asked himself shamelessly, how could he be so good? Of course, as a son of luck, he could not Too showy, he kept telling himself, be calm, calm, okay.

"Ahem..."

Not long after, Lin Xiao coughed twice, and the restlessness under the stone platform gradually calmed down.

"Hello, fellow seniors, brothers and sisters, I am Lin Xiao, from the Canglan Region. I believe you have all heard that in this battle of destiny, I won the Son of Luck..."

On the stone platform, Lin Xiao began to talk about some of his own affairs, calmly and eloquently.

In the audience, many freshmen listened attentively. After all, for a warrior from a domain to be able to capture the Son of Destiny, this was unprecedented in the Eastern Wasteland. It was definitely considered a legend. Naturally, everyone was curious and wanted to know the details. What's going on? How Lin Xiao rises from his own domain and reaches the top step by step. Maybe, they can also gain something from it.

And some old students, those who had planned to leave, immediately sat back and listened to Lin Xiao's introduction.

Jiang Mengyu, Qingshan and others also listened carefully.

But no one seemed to notice that among the new students, there was a handsome young man with a gloomy face, eyes full of hostility, looking at Lin Xiao, and a hint of disdain at the corner of his mouth.